The discord

A voice of sawdust swallows the night A touch of barbed-wire awakens the imagination A feel of smiling pain softens the heart What is it, that brings forth such visuals? I can only say for me it is the discord running along the spine of my thoughts The discord of you not being here Advertisements
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Published on March 14, 2019 13:50
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